Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2019 15:08:12 GMT -7
@iliana
9.13.2024
The ultimate high…that was a tall order for zooming around on a broom and playing a fast paced sport at the same time, but he could see it. Sort of. He would have to be in the air first to be able to compare it to anything he had ever experienced before. The highest he had ever been in the air was back home climbing trees. He always assumed that his natural affinity for heights had been a latent vampire power. While not an inheritor of the bat transformation or ability to walk on walls that his mom and other full vampires were capable of, he still liked being high up. Climbing trees was always a contest between him and Nora, a game of chicken to see who either ran out of room on their tree or got scared first. Unfortunately Nora had the upper edge in that game and he almost always ended up the loser. But Ana was going to give him the chance of going up higher than ever before and would be his support at the same time. There was no way he was going to be turning that experience down.
“I’m sure my roommates will be upset, but it’s not like I have any allegiances at this point,” he stated as he climbed onto the back of the broom. The houses were weird. Steve considered everyone he interacted with as a possible friend, regardless of their house or age. The only thing the common rooms did was separate all of the students from one another to prevent problems from happening. Throwing him and Nora in with the other loose cannons was pretty funny of Hogwarts though. He liked his new ragtag family of misfits.
Ana readjusted the positioning of his hands and patted them, as if to tell him he was really going to have to hold on tighter than he already was. The kick off from the ground was a far greater acceleration than he expected it to be, and he wasn’t at first sure if this was going to be the extent of it or not. Before he could really understand what was happening, she cautioned him to hold on even tighter, and he followed her instructions, pulling himself closer as she hurtled towards the three goal posts at the other end of the pitch. His hair had its own sort of drag, resisting the air as best it could as it was flowed behind him while they hurtled in the directions that Ana kept pulling them.
After a few hard turns and a segment where he felt like he was about to slip right off the side of the broom, Ana brought them to a stop. She asked if he had closed his eyes, and he shook his head, unsure if she could see it or not. “You were going too fast for me to even think about that,” he admitted. He didn’t even know what he was supposed to be looking at, since everything went by them too quickly to register. “This never gets old, does it?” he asked in response to her direction to check out the view. It was definitely something he had never experienced before. “I think I could fall in love with this. And I say that a lot about a lot of different things.”